"Uh... I don't know the address..." Rachel was stumped, sitting on the floor and staring at the living room in front of her. "Dad bought me here, I don't actually know where we are. Shit, Danny, where am I?" Panic started to thump in her chest. How long had they driven from the prison? Where was the prison anyway? Her dad had said they were still in London but what if he was lying? Rachel drew a total blank about what to do next.